"𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄." tommy shelby x oc. highest ranking #2 in peakyblinders

When I was 10 I lived in London with my father and his wife, Sarah. She used to hit every night and the worst part is that my father knows and sometimes he watch and laugh at me. One day, Sarah hit me so hard on the back of my head with something I don't even remember what it was, blood start coming from my eyes, ears and nose, it was the worst pain I ever felt, after I woke up in the hospital they told me I have this condition called "Heterochromia" apparently the color of my eyes have changed, my right eye is green and the lift one is blue. After 17 years, my father and Sarah were murdered by the hand of a man called Billy Kimber because my idiot of father has stole from him and I'm hiding from him in Birmingham. [Peaky Blinders] [season1] [I don't own the Peaky Blinders or the characters I only own my character]

"You don't have to do this..." she breathes desperately as his face remains inches from her own, his hand gently holding her in place, both firm and soft. He holds her gaze, searching her forest green eyes for something she is unsure she can provide. She watches him, waiting for him to speak, and when he eventually does, he sounds utterly defeated and conflicted. "I wish I didn't, but I do because If I don't; we are both dead and I can't let that happen." he whispers whilst running his thumb along her collarbone. "I won't let that happen." he reiterates. ~ All rights remain with the appropriate people, this is simply a fanfic. One I wrote out of both pure boredom and fascination with the film and characters. No, I don't want to romanticise toxic men or relationships of that sort. But when I watched the movie Red Eye, I got the impression that Jackson didn't enjoy his job and in some way he had grown to like Lisa to some degree over the time he studied her over those eight months - Wes Craven also somewhat confirmed both these things in an interview. So, I have created a new female lead and took my own spin on the original plot, some differences in it and a possible insight into a different side of Jackson's character. So, if you take the time to read, thank you and please enjoy. ~

Rose traded her rich, lavish life of luxury for one of simplicity and peace. After changing her name and moving to London, everything is going as planned. That is until she gets involved with the Shelbys... Tommy x oc Set in season 2 Highest rank: no.1 in #thomasshelby Written: Dec '20 - ongoing

Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.